Wear it with the house, but I am a black household [Quick Transmigration]

Hearing what they said, Anxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly interrupted their discussion, "Cousin, uncle, thank you for thinking of me, but I have my own business."

Anxi didn't want her leisurely life to be broken. Whether she was working in the field or working as a worker, in this day and age, she had to be busy and work overtime.

For the medical system in his previous life, he literally traveled all over the world, climbing deep mountains every day, and going into the sea from time to time.

Because I have martial arts, I am not tired when I am tired, but I am really busy when I am busy.

He just wants to live leisurely in this life, anyway, An Shu's task is relatively simple.

Looking at the disbelieving eyes of the two, he couldn't help emphasizing, "It's true. If you don't believe me, you will find out after a while. I have been contributing articles to newspapers to earn manuscript fees. I have made a lot of money with the manuscript fees over the years. What my adoptive father left me is really not short of money."

Anxi had always wanted to earn manuscript fees, and had already written a few articles on the train to test the waters. After buying tickets at the city station, he sent the manuscript out while waiting for the other five people.

It's not that Anxi is arrogant and thinks that the manuscript he sent will definitely be accepted, but that he originally wrote it after the articles of this era. Whether it is conception or wording and sentence formation, it is the type that appears most in newspapers.

And even if it doesn't pass, it's okay, there is another very interesting thing in this era.

That is, there will be a rejection letter for rejected manuscripts.

In other words, no matter what, the newspaper will send a reply.

When the time comes to reject the manuscript, he can pretend and just insert a few banknotes.

Uncle An didn't take it seriously, "How much money can be earned from the manuscript fee, the tree boy listens to me and your cousin, as long as you have a serious job."

"Maybe more than [-] per month!" Anxi babbled, anyway, the big talk has already been released, and it's no big deal to say more.

"Fifty?!" Uncle An exclaimed, looking at Anxi in disbelief.

"There are so many? Is it [-] every month?" Zhishu An also found it incredible.

An Zhong and An Shi were stunned, as if they couldn't believe it.

"It's at least fifty per month, and occasionally a hundred, so uncle and cousin really don't have to worry. At most, it's just to spend more stamp money in the future."

Stamps can be worth a few dollars, but they are only a dime each.

Several people were shocked, their family was exhausted, and they couldn't save thirty or forty years of the year.

If someone in the family is studying, the expenses will be even greater. Those who can save more than a dozen or 20 yuan will be rewarded by God for food.

Because he is a party secretary, An Zhishu's family can get a subsidy of tens of dollars every year and some daily necessities issued by the government, and his life is not bad.

But Uncle An's house is different. Although there is no shortage of food and clothing now, they have been saving money on food and expenses, so they want to build a new house.

Before building a house for Anxi, it was already bankrupt. Not only did Ancheng use up the money sent back by Ancheng, but he also borrowed some.

Now that Anxi told them that his one-month manuscript fee was equivalent to their annual income, how could this not shock them.

Seeing them like this, Anxi didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out his wallet, "The thousand is what I earned over the years. Of course it wasn't that much at the beginning, and it was only a few dollars a month. The more you earn, the more you earn. So I saved these. The other five hundred was left to me by my adoptive father. He was a forest guard and was paid by the state. I also saved some over the years. "

The rest of the money was put in the parcel and not taken out, but it was enough.

Anxi gestured with his eyes.

So you really don't have to worry about me having no money, and you don't have to bother finding a job for me.

Uncle An and An Zhishu looked at each other, and then couldn't help being happy for Anxi, "Well, the tree boy is indeed promising, but he still needs to find a job, and writing articles is not guaranteed after all. But you can take your time and find a job that is easy and not tiring. To pass the time, the rest of the time can be written articles to earn money."

In the past, An Zhishu would never say that he would find an easy job. A man should not be afraid of hardship or tiredness. Hard work is the right thing to do.

Even children who are in school should do something when they go home, and boys should go to the field with them, so there is no way to be lazy.

But this new nephew made him directly break his principles.

Hey, just Shu boy's frail and frail appearance, and that face, those hands, which are so white that even a little girl can't match him. At first glance, he was raised by his adoptive father very well. He must have never done any work in his life Pass.

Anyway, I can't go home and have to do heavy work.

Anxi was helpless. Sure enough, the elders, no matter what age they were, felt that writing was insecure?

Before his father passed away, he often urged him to go out and look for a job, "My illness is fine, I can take care of myself, what's the matter with you, a big man, staying at home."

"After all, there is no guarantee for writing articles. Don't talk about anything else. If you go to the company, you will have five social insurances and one housing fund. When you get old, you will also be guaranteed, and you will get a pension."

"You will still marry a daughter-in-law in the future, and you have to have a serious job, otherwise, how can your father-in-law and mother-in-law trust you with your daughter?"

"Your friends are all in Beijing, and they all work in the company. You are the only one who has been separated from society. It will be difficult for you to survive in the future."

In short, Anxi's father has been persuading him to go out to work. No matter what Anxi explains, he can buy insurance by himself and don't have to worry about pension issues.

No one in modern times discriminates against freelancers. As long as they can earn money, it doesn’t matter whether they are wives or future father-in-law.

However, Anxi's father just couldn't do it.

Anxi had no choice but to ask his rich second-generation friend for help, take a random job in his company, and then pretend to work remotely at home.

In order to make the lie more believable, Anxi also bought a few more computers, each of which was turned on, such as stock curve charts, and fund growth charts.

It looks like one of those line charts, like the financial geniuses on TV.

For this reason, he also specially found a financial film to show his father, what do financial personnel do, and this is what he does.

After watching the TV, Anxi's father secretly observed and found that Anxi was 'really' making those diagrams and charts, and occasionally had video conferences with people. The people on the opposite side were all foreigners, and finally stopped talking.

Then, when a rich second-generation friend sent him his social security card, Anxi went through it again to let Anxi's father know that he had always paid for him and paid for him, so he finally felt relieved.

The social security card is real, and it is indeed attached to the company of the rich second generation.

But the video conference is fake, but Anxi chatting with foreign students in English.

This deceit lasted for three years, until Father An's death, Anxi didn't tell him anything.

At least in this way, Father An will not leave with worry and guilt, but will leave with peace of mind.

Unexpectedly, after two lifetimes, Anxi once again faced the situation of making up excuses and deceiving his elders.

This time, what reason is he going to make up?

Anxi was inexplicably excited. In the first life, he tricked his father over.

This life?

Anxi pretended to be quick, but lost those years one by one, no, no, they are not his father, and they don't have the conditions to lie for a lifetime.

"Third cousin is better than the propaganda team. It would be great if he can join the propaganda team." An Shi suddenly said, he really thinks so, Anxi is really good looking, better looking than those girls in the propaganda team.

Anxi's eyes lit up, yes, "I heard that there are some propaganda in the factory. It seems that they usually need to write and write, and then broadcast to the workers when they eat. If you can do that, it must be very easy."

An Zhong also nodded, "Cousin is suitable for that."

Uncle An and Branch Secretary An looked at each other. I have to say that this is a good idea. It can not only make Anxi a worker, but also sit comfortably in the office and write.

They think this can be considered.

But they also know that this job is definitely not easy to find and needs opportunities.

Anxi smiled and said, "It's okay, when I contribute more articles to the provincial and municipal newspapers, maybe people will invite me."

Anxi felt that if he really wanted this job, it was not impossible.

First use newspapers to make their own reputation, and then insert their own articles into soft advertisements without any trace.

When those factories receive more orders and get more benefits because of their articles, they will take the initiative to come to Anxi.

What's wrong with a publicity position that doesn't pay well, higher ones are not out of the question.

Anxi told them his thoughts in detail, first of all, to tell them that he already has a solution, so don't worry.

Secondly, I was afraid that they would succeed in tossing and really let myself go to work.

In this era, there is no such thing as a nine-to-five job. The factory basically goes to work at eight o'clock, and often works overtime at night.

Anxi is used to laziness, so try to procrastinate as long as you can, and wait until the time is too late to procrastinate.

Chatting and chatting, it was very late, Secretary An took An Shi to go back, An Xi hurriedly brought back the gift for them.

Some tobacco, alcohol, candy and cloth are relatively expensive and practical things in this era.

In addition, he left half of it for Uncle An's family. He didn't know who the two families had before, and they prepared all the things that the public would want.

Except for candy, there is nothing else for the children. There are not many walnut cakes, and they have been eaten up.

In the future, when he is free, he can buy something for the children that they like.

The eldest aunt has packed up the second cousin's room for him to live in.

This room was given to An Xin after An Cheng returned to the barracks, and now An Xin went to sleep with his parents, leaving the bed free for An Xi.

Anxi will probably live here until his furniture is ready.

The room was very clean, and the bed was replaced with a new mat. Looking at how old it is, it must be useless.

Anxi took out his towel and washbasin, fetched water to take a shower, and fell asleep on the bed.

Before going to bed, he vaguely felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, but he was too tired, so he didn't pay attention.